Loved this. The Seventies eh, where you got a job because you knew someone who knew someone who worked there, and person interviewd you liked insects too.
I genuinely laughed out loud at this post. The exploding ladder and the cross legged mannequin.
The photos are great.
Love your writing and glad you kept all the stuff.
It's great that you documented this period of you life. Wish I had the forethought to do the same, particularly comic / record shops I visited in my youth. Waiting for a train, looks like it could be a frame from a movie.
Thanks, Stevie! I'm glad you like that photo. I always wish I'd taken more, but film and processing was kinda expensive for a teenager back then. Unlike digital where you can take a zillion shots for zilch!
I absolutely love these posts, Steve. Your eye for, and memory of, specific details make these such a treat to read. The beautiful absurdity of the everyday. The bag illo appears to be by the singular James Cawthorn, who's Morcock adaptions I have a large soft spot for.
Thanks so much for saying so, Liam. When I woke this morning I had real trepidation about checking my Substack, and your comment made me so happy. I tend to freak out a bit before I press that ‘publish’ button! I hope you’ll be writing more on your Substack soon too. As for that bag, yes you're right, I should have mentioned the artist. I had on a previous post, but I'll add it to this one too. What a great name for a shop!
Loved this. The Seventies eh, where you got a job because you knew someone who knew someone who worked there, and person interviewd you liked insects too.
I genuinely laughed out loud at this post. The exploding ladder and the cross legged mannequin.
The photos are great.
Love your writing and glad you kept all the stuff.
Much appreciated, Coral, and I'm glad I made you laugh! :) That old saying, 'The past is another country' definitely rings true.
It's great that you documented this period of you life. Wish I had the forethought to do the same, particularly comic / record shops I visited in my youth. Waiting for a train, looks like it could be a frame from a movie.
Thanks, Stevie! I'm glad you like that photo. I always wish I'd taken more, but film and processing was kinda expensive for a teenager back then. Unlike digital where you can take a zillion shots for zilch!
I absolutely love these posts, Steve. Your eye for, and memory of, specific details make these such a treat to read. The beautiful absurdity of the everyday. The bag illo appears to be by the singular James Cawthorn, who's Morcock adaptions I have a large soft spot for.
Thanks so much for saying so, Liam. When I woke this morning I had real trepidation about checking my Substack, and your comment made me so happy. I tend to freak out a bit before I press that ‘publish’ button! I hope you’ll be writing more on your Substack soon too. As for that bag, yes you're right, I should have mentioned the artist. I had on a previous post, but I'll add it to this one too. What a great name for a shop!
Dark They Were and Golden Eyed -- I think I went there once. It's probably my favorite name for a comics shop. The colors in your photos are amazing!
Thanks! There’s something about scanning old 35mm negatives that I still find appealing.